If I were a tailor I could make you a tie
If I were a baker I might bake those things you like
And I wouldn't mind taking my time
If I were your paper you could read me like a book
If I was your pen, then you could hold me in your hand
And I wouldn't mind you taking your time drawing the straight lines
If I were a snow plow I could plow a path to you
If I were a snow flake I would fall right next to you
And if I were your wood stove I could keep you warm at night
If I were the fire I could keep you warm all night
And I wouldn't mind taking my time
No I wouldn't mind taking my time for you